The Day My Gay BFF And I Became Lovers

The story of one girl's hot and heavy affair with a flamboyantly gay man.

Sometimes you never think of some guy friends in "that way"...especially if they're gay.

But some of us secretly fantasize about the day our hot, adorable gay pal realizes that he's totally straight for you—even what he's been looking for this whole time, and you fall into each others' arms, giggling and cuddling forever. Well, I decided to live the dream when I started a hot and heavy affair with a flamboyantly gay man. This is that story. lemondrop: The Curious Case of the Touchy-Feely Gay Guy

Bored one summer in the early 2000s, my best friend Allie suggested we take a road trip. She also suggested that our friend Lane come. Lane, in my memory, was a very gay raver-type who moved back in with his far away family a few months before to save money. We had been pals but not super close, but I remember loving his wit and his silly, sparkly style. lemondrop: When Making New Friends Feels a Lot Like Dating

So imagine my surprise when we met up with him to talk about our road trip and he was suddenly covered in tattoos, and looking more punk rock tough than raver girlie. He looked like a badass straight guy, and one you that would totally defend your honor in a bar. He complimented my platinum hair, and—even though that's pretty standard for a gay boyfriend—something about the way he said it alerted my flirt antenna. The idea was so ridiculous that I couldn't even ask Allie if she thought Lane was flirting with me. And yet... lemondrop: When Flirting Goes Too Far

Sometimes you never think of some guy friends in "that way"...especially if they're gay.

But some of us secretly fantasize about the day our hot, adorable gay pal realizes that he's totally straight for you—even what he's been looking for this whole time, and you fall into each others' arms, giggling and cuddling forever. Well, I decided to live the dream when I started a hot and heavy affair with a flamboyantly gay man. This is that story. lemondrop: The Curious Case of the Touchy-Feely Gay Guy

Bored one summer in the early 2000s, my best friend Allie suggested we take a road trip. She also suggested that our friend Lane come. Lane, in my memory, was a very gay raver-type who moved back in with his far away family a few months before to save money. We had been pals but not super close, but I remember loving his wit and his silly, sparkly style. lemondrop: When Making New Friends Feels a Lot Like Dating

So imagine my surprise when we met up with him to talk about our road trip and he was suddenly covered in tattoos, and looking more punk rock tough than raver girlie. He looked like a badass straight guy, and one you that would totally defend your honor in a bar. He complimented my platinum hair, and—even though that's pretty standard for a gay boyfriend—something about the way he said it alerted my flirt antenna. The idea was so ridiculous that I couldn't even ask Allie if she thought Lane was flirting with me. And yet... lemondrop: When Flirting Goes Too Far